Twin footfalls sound upon our trail
which leads to that we do not know;
we skirt the heights, descend below,
for we at times succeed and fail.
It is the nature of the heart.
The trees lay bare, yet green, alive,
we look above to cloud in sky,
we shall not, cannot question why
our lot is thus to stumble, stride.
It is the nature of the heart.
We are encompassed by wild wind
that freezes with an Arctic chill
then heats the soul with passion’s fill,
both aloof yet strangely akin.
It is the nature of the heart.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013
















kalabalu
/ February 14, 2013naturehas emotions to fill the heart again
with light, passion and dreams within
sky, leaves ,trees or afish fin
naturehas ways to win
Eric
/ February 15, 2013kalabalu
/ February 15, 2013